Prayers, musing, photos. Mostly photos.
This one looks like a portrait of me.A crumbling edifice and a door to a non-existent interior. No room for furniture IKEA or any other.
I love this one, Ray. I like to think there's a secret door in there somewhere.... perhaps you press one of the "bricks" and it opens up.
By the time you assemble the flat-pack furniture the tide would have come in and washed away your castle. Didn't Jesus say something about the foolishness of building on sand?
Ha ha ha, Nancy! You are so right!